Without Reason

I'm quite calm, though my words contradict me — ‘In a turmoil of pain I lost my reason’ — but that's an unconvincing sentence and, in any case, who would believe me?

I live in a comfortable house in a comfortable street, the sky is usually blue, the winds don't alarm, I water my garden as neighbours watch, I stroke my cat, adjust the clock. Tempests are news reports from foreign countries.